British Food of the Day Volume II : Day 12

The last few days of the trip were:

Working until 3am.

Working until 2:30am.

Working until midnight (the guards were hesistant to let us in the
building after dinner because nobody else was in there).

Trying to find a gas station at midnight in England. The BP near work is always open
except for that night for some reason, and the other 24-hour credit
card-only place wouldn't take any of my credit cards.

Running out of gas as I coasted into the hotel parking lot.

Barely catching my coworkers in the morning before they went to
London..they drove me to the gas station where I bought a gas can then
donated it to the gas station.Picture 1,
picture 2,
picture 3,
picture 4.

As I was checking out of the hotel one of my coworkers arrived and
checked in the for the week. I was tempted to do a WWF tag team thing in
the lobby but I didn't think anyone would get it.

Really very nearly rear-ending someone within site of the rental car
return. It was only avoided because my Citroën had anti-lock brakes. When I
got to the rental car return I couldn't find half of my stuff because
everything had flown forward during the near collision.

A sunny afternoon in London during which I couldn't find the motion
picture museum for the life of me. I then decided to see if anything
interesting was playing at the National Film Theatre (which seemed to be
where the museum was supposed to be)...After getting frustrated because I
couldn't find the schedule for that week I realized that they are currently
hosting the London Film Festival. Spent the rest of the day and evening
there. I recommend Ma caméra et moi if
it's at a festival near you.

Fish and chips.

Getting to the Imperial War Museum just as they were having a ceremony
for Rememberance Weekend (Veterans' Day). It was pretty cool but the focal
point seemed to be a few pensioners sitting around with tons of cameras
shoved in their faces.

Finding that I could access a wireless network from the train station, I
started composing an email to my family. Then the train pulled out of the
station, the network was out of reach, and I couldn't send the message.

Packing my DVD-ROM drive in my suitcase so I couldn't watch any of my
(Mike's) DVDs on the plane.

Reading a book as we were approaching O'Hare...then all of a sudden this
loud sound which scared the hell out of me. Turns out we had landed while I
thought we had a good ten minutes left. Lost my place in the book.